April Is Not A Kind Month
by allisonkujiraoka
April is not a kind month
It’s a nose to the grindstone kind of month
It’s a how are the kids getting by month
When good days fall down
like cherry petals plastered to the ground
after the rain.
When the sun beams
then remembers itself,
hiding under a cloudy screen,
the weighted blanket of sky.
If we feel it while the trees are green,
what will happen when they’re dry?